Author: #TEMMYPHIL

Writer, Poet and Public Administrator.
Gen. Sec - Public voice editorial board Obafemi Awolowo University, Nigeria.
Member of Association of Campus Journalists, Nigeria.
Member of Institute of Public Administration, Nigeria.
Member of Poetry Club, Africa.

​ Going back home from school, he feels miserable, frustrated & dreads what awaits him. But then, anger takes over just like always. With anger, it’s easier to block out it all out & prevent himself from hurting or appear affected. He wondered “why should I be as talented as my sister? Is it a…

Let the beach wash the old sand And carry away the dead seashells Along with my guilt Along with my hate And all that bounds me to ground… Let new air fill my lungs As my heart beat a new rhythm Flushing my veins Off bad blood… The past is the road behind Potholes and…

​ She’s beautiful And young But she is afraid of love She wouldn’t want to cry again Since her dear one ran away ❤ You loved her But she’s not who mama wants ; She’s yoruba. You can’t look at her anymore Ever since you rose her belly up And left to marry Amaka ❤…

​ Dear Uncle, I have spent frustrating years trying hard to understand this reality. If only you were here then we could talk about this, but by the time you receive this I will either have joined them or beaten them. Perhaps part of the problem is that I am trying so hard to understand…

​ Girl of true beauty. 💚💚 The gleaming light of the stars cannot compare To that which you give when you’re not in despair Saying this is even an understatement Because I wonder the time that God spent In modelling this master piece That is your face which brings me peace. 💚💚 Yet not only…

​ SILVER HORSE CHAPTER ONE(1)-Cassandra and I (Episode 1) The journey of a thousand mile begins with a step. Each step of faith begat new hope, but only the right step yield a positive fruit. The story of Cassandra and I started on 18th of November, 2005. “Good morning Cassandra, It’s…

​ GIRL CHILD Many are the days of tears, Few are of happiness, Longer are nights of mares, Shorter are dreams of brighter days. I walk with scars of fear all over my fresh, Nobody is at my face, They say being me, I can’t be a leader, Nor a reader, Finishing school has nothing…

I will start with a story of love❤ It is a story of two doves soaring the heaven above It is the tale of a kiss inside the veil of moonlight It is a story of a ‘us’ 💖 Cycles ago, when the night was young… I danced with a princess inside a ball 💖…

Written by: #Temmyphil Genre: Fiction I can’t tell anyone what I’m passing through, I would rather die! To be sincere, I can deal better with the shame of my disgust on what I have to do to survive on campus than to have to deal with the shame of other people’s disgust if they…

Let us love like time; We did slide Ticking with the tide Going round in circles But never a moment twice We did be stinkingly rich In years and hours And spend every dime In each other arms We did be then And now, and ever All at once. ¤ Let us love like water;…

Dark, they call you Plastered with blood and vile Barbed with a sharp tongue Kissed by evil, Licked by fire Old but rigid Just like the old man ¤ Giant Scary boulder Crafted with holy steel What abominations lay within? They call you menacing, Mean and possesive You never give You only recieve ¤ Void…

​ The lord is good! In his own way he had created me to know what is good from what is evil. But that doesn’t mean I’m so different from other girls. I have had desires_ strong feminine desires_ just like any other girl. Take for instance, Jude from my early secondary school days. This…